NO MATTER WHAT may be going wrong anywhere else, how can one NOT love spring in the Northwest?
Here’s the Smiths current front yard view:
YESTERDAY, the most magnificent of ALL our summer visiting birds arrived in a flock of 7 matched pairs……..yes, the EVENING GROSBEAKS came to dine and chirp loudly. The males are quite spectacular both in behavior (gregarious but calm, not so shy, but don’t stir up trouble for anyone else either):
I swear it is HARD to NOT sit and watch when your feeders are FULL of these fabulous winged wonders especially when you can hear their loud clear whistling calls through the windows. **EVENING GROSBEAKS** **Imagine that times 14…..all whistling at once**
Now. Onto pertinent items.
ITEM Number ONE: We joined the nether-worlds of “unconnected” and unknowing humans last weekend. FIRST the hard drive crashed on the house PC. THREE hours of phone talk with HP support gave me nothing except: “Your PC is too old for us to have information about, and we can’t figure out your problem, so although you have a lifetime service warranty, WE are afraid you will have to BUY a NEW Machine.”
How’s THAT for “support” from one-o-them “multi-national” corporations I detest!
Our problem was compounded the next morning when Rodger decided to transplant a lovely plant from garden to the berm, and, hence, cut through the buried Comcast cable. NO internet for the laptop after that.
Fortunately, we have known of a little one-owner geek business 3 miles from here in St Johns…… We took our machine to Russel Grate @ GRATE Computers, and he had the XP system restored sans any software programs by Monday PM. It has taken 3 days to get everything back in order, but we we’re GLAD to find Russel who did a really CLEAN restore of the PC. Luckily, we had data backed up on an external hard drive….just not organized well.
SO. WE ARE BACK in the REAL world and can investigate ALL our friends secret lives either via your posts or government intervention if Cheney gives us the go-ahead.
ITEM NUMBER TWO:
I experienced an analysis of the MRI done on my still pained KNEE last Monday by the Orthopedic surgeon who repaired my broken leg. I DO have a bit of torn Meniscus, that I completely aggravated by staying on my feet 9 hours Saturday at the St Johns Bizarre, then came home and planted our tomatoes and peppers with Rodger (he truly tried to make me stop)……… next morning I was back on crutches.
Under Doctors orders now, I am NOT to do anything to strain the knee……..NO DOG WALKS DOWN HILLS, NO bending over for the garden, etc.. JUST simple walking on level ground and resting. DANG! IT IS truly hard to do that when Portland’s weather turns warm as it will be again this weekend.
I will be taking it EASY for the next 2 weeks. I plan on the trip to Europe early in June, and will make a decision on a minor surgery on my return…..perhaps some healing will occur, hopefully.
THERE is STILL THRILLING living though. With our cold truly WET stormy spring week, the millions of pollen bearing flowers shut down, insects boarded up, and the hummingbirds by the dozens showed up to feed. We came home Saturday night from St Johns to find 6 of 8 feeders empty….. IMMEDIATELY, we refilled what we could with what food we had stored, and cooked 6 more quarts that we were able to put out later. Today, just 5 days later, I’ve finished cooking my 3rd batch of 6 quarts and will be using the first two this afternoon. THRILLING STUFF to WATCH these DEAR tiny kids visit us for such a SHORT 3-4 months (the Rufous).
Evening throngs could be seen at more than one window as we replaced 2 cup feeders with quart size units:
It is kind of thrilling to me to now easily recognize our year round Anna’s vs. the Rufous visitors….and see the competition happen:
THE 3rd cause of the spike in feeding volume has been the appearance of the first babies from nests show up. They are SO different when they first come to public feeding stations. . . . even in appearance. They are not thin streamlined flying machines. They are more puffed up looking, fluffy, unsure, watching EVERYTHING happen around them.
They are NOT sure about the fight required to compete for the food, so sometimes sit at their spot despite diving attempts from adults. FUN FUN FUN and MORE excitement than I could ever have thought possible when I first saw these tiny birds 12 years ago.
OH WELL………….that’s it for the first post, must continue restoring the PC and have lunch. Lucky for ME AND MAC, friend ARNIE is coming up to walk him in the forest. I’m jealous!